A Los Leones

At the corner of the farewell cut
where joys of once got stuck
I'm pulling the thread of memory
just in case I wait for you, spelling you at dawn

And I look into the eyes of destiny's fangs
with the wounded mast I anchor in deserted nights
we are what we are not and it's the most bitter thing
that today you are the ungrateful green fly of my naps

And I can't believe we're like this, blindfolded against the wall
baby, it's not a way to ruin a heart
how could we throw so much illusion to the lions?
baby, it's not a way to ruin a heart...

Where the devil loses his poncho and patience
sooner rather than later, I should have gone into hiding
but I'm a good coward and I have no choice
but to risk my skin for your double-edged lips

I can't believe we're like this, blindfolded against the wall
baby, it's not a way to ruin a heart
how could we throw so much illusion to the lions?
baby, it's not a way to ruin a heart...

Sunday fades, the moon bleeds between the buildings
don't have any more plans, I'm crying for you like a baby
gonna take a shower, gonna listen to Dolina
and lick my wounds in case you decide to come back

I can't believe we're like this, Juan Moreira against the wall
baby, it's not a way to ruin a heart
how could we throw so much illusion to the lions?
baby, it's not a way to ruin a heart...
beautiful, it's not a way to ruin a heart...